"Take care..."
Anyway, today was my last physiotherapy session.
Indeed, my heart was extremely heavy when i left that place.
Felt like crying.
The therapy itself was a very rigourous one.
My shirt was drenched with sweat.
But first time Pauline praised for how i execute the exercise.
"Oldbird" mahh.. more experience. Haha! 9 months already okay!!
Pauline: Okay, Fatin, you are discharged. Take care horr..
And yeah, Bambang too who was shocked that today was my last session.
Their last few words with me was to take care and keep training my leg.
Indeed, I will.
I will take good care of my leg. I wouldn't wish to go for another operation anymore.
Just so you know, both of my legs have undergone an operation. Which explains why there are obvious hideous scars on my leg.
Let me talk about my experience for physiotherapy so far.
Initially, last year, I was posted to CGH to attend physiotherapy sessions. But i was turned off by it. I wasn't motivated at all. I hated therapy sessions there, always postponing the session.
Later, Dad transfered me to SGH. After the operation, I am suppose to attend 6 month at the rehabilitation centre to strengthen my operated leg. I was reluctant to attend therapy sessions. Until I met them, Pauline and Bambang, I looked forward to every sessions. They are the reason why I'm determined to keep pushing on, although I was a tough ride. From a skinny limb to a muscular one now. I vividly remembered that once, the gym bike i ride, couldn't switch on because of my weak leg that couldn't operate it.
So let me talk about the ones that drives me.
Pauline,
honestly, she wasn't the physiotherapist that was assigned to me. But apparently, that physiotherapist that was first assigned to me was gone. Don't seem to see her after my very first session. So Pauline took over and became my therapist. Well, at first she seemed very fierce. And often was afraid of her when she gets angry when I did not do my homework-exercising. Usually, I get afraid when she puts her hands on her hips. Well, just imagine. She's a very caring and encouraging therapists who cracks up jokes to make therapy sessions lively. She is the one who kept pushing me to go further, driving me to what I am now. Better than before.
Bambang,
he is the assistant therapist. He was the linient one, always giving "discount" to tough sessions. But Pauline always found out and said: Bambang, you are too nice to them! Cannot!
Haha! He is the one closer to me than Pauline i guess, cos Pauline has alot of other patients to take care of. While Bambang assists the others. Infact, he is like a brother to me. Ensuring my fullest welfare and always ready behind my back, just incase i fall (during the fisrt 3 months). He never fails to give motivational words after every physiotherapy sessions and also, advice on how I could improve the exercising skills (Cos one of the days, I was really pancit, I couldn't get up after doing the adomen exercise). He never fails to make me smile widely.
They are both loved and missed.
I didn't get anything for them. Not a card, or cookies.
I didn't get to take a photo with them. Not at all.
But I did get an experience to meet the most wonderful physiotherapist i ever met.
They would always be etched in my heart.
Thank you Pauline & Bambang.





